Sarah Palin has taken her rage to Facebook and, through her ghostwriter, thrown herself on the ground to throw a ginormous
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Below are some of the many celebrity pictures posted this past week at The Hollywood Gossip. As you can see, it was a wild week full of wonderful and wacky characters. We’ve got them all covered for you. Click to enlarge these images that accompanied our stories over the past seven days, then follow the jump for more from our gallery:
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There are over five billion people on the planet, but FHM has looked at all of them and determined the following: Kim Kardashian has the best body on earth. That’s what the cover of the April issue states, adding that the “proof” is inside (and below). We would have been more likely to agree with this assessment before Kim followed the Kate Bosworth diet and lost 47 pounds . She needs a cheeseburger or two dozen. Still, she clearly has a great body. Heck, we’ve all seen it on full display when Kim got pounded on video by Ray J and when she posed nude for Playboy . But is this truly the best combination of breasts, stomach and legs that mankind has ever seen? Fortunately, FHM gave us a few hotties with whom we could compare Kim. Below, we’ve posted a few photos from the latest issue, as Kardashian poses a couple times, along with 90210 cast member Jessica Stroup and other beauties… Are you now prepared to judge? Does Kim have the best body?
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Kim Kardashian: The Best Body on Earth?
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Shaky singers Aaron Kelly and Paige Miles survive to make it to the season-nine top 12. By Gil Kaufman Lilly Scott on ‘American Idol’ Thursday Photo: Fox After months of auditions, nail-biting Hollywood drama and three sometimes-painful live-performance weeks, America finally got its top 12 on “American Idol” Thursday night (March 11) on a show that provided some of the first true surprises — and shocking exits — of season nine. The handful of singers who appeared certain to end their runs on the show after crash-and-burn performances got miracle reprieves as Katelyn Epperly, Lilly Scott, Todrick Hall and Alex Lambert were voted off. In the first elimination group, host Ryan Seacrest waved through potential singer/songwriter Didi Benami and quirky dark horse Siobhan Magnus. That left Katelyn Epperly and Paige Miles standing center stage, with one facing elimination. It seemed certain that Miles, whom the judges have repeatedly said had the strongest voice in the competition, would be the one to go after her poorly received cover of “Smile,” a song made famous by Michael Jackson. But in a surprise, it was Epperly, who went home after an equally slammed cover of Carole King’s “I Feel the Earth Move.” Miles looked shocked and not quite as elated as one would suspect, while the somewhat emotional Epperly began to well up when she said she’d learned a ton on the show and her elimination was “just a push for me to go do more stuff.” The second go-round for “Earth” was a bit more energetic and had the personality the judges had been missing, though the vocals were still not great. Then it was the guys’ turn, as Tim Urban, Todrick Hall, Lee Dewyze and Casey James lined up on the stage. First to go through was sensitive pinup James, who played it safe with Keith Urban’s “You’ll Think of Me,” followed by this year’s true wild card, Urban, who seemed destined to go home after two horrendous weeks but somehow pulled out a strong vocal on Wednesday night with his cover of Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah.” Not surprisingly, the much-praised Dewyze was safe, thanks to his serviceable cover of Owl City’s “Fireflies,” while dancer Hall was sent packing even after his big gamble with a gospel version of Queen’s “Somebody to Love” that drew praise but didn’t seem to endear him to voters. Hall seemed to sense his number was up, staring blank-faced into the camera with a resigned look. He said he was just happy that fans came up to him over the weekend and said they’d voted for him. “This has been an awesome experience,” he said. “I came here to prove that I’m not just a dancer, I can also sing. I think I’ve done that.” The reprise of the bombastic glam-rock tune indeed proved that Hall has a powerful voice and strong performance chops that will likely keep the former Broadway star — who performed with onetime “Idol” Fantasia in “The Color Purple” — gainfully employed. Seacrest mixed it up as he built the second half of the top 12, starting out with leading female contender Crystal Bowersox, who looked more nervous than she should have been as she got the good news, followed by Michael Lynche, who was a shoo-in following his searing, tear-jerking cover of Kate Bush’s “This Woman’s Work.” During her second go-round on the show, Lacey Brown made it further than last year, when she washed out just before the live rounds. This year will be different, as she took a seat, along with jittery teen Aaron Kelly, who managed to make it to the top 12 despite a so-so performance of Lonestar’s “I’m Already There.” That left Alex Lambert and Andrew Garcia standing with their arms around each other’s shoulders awaiting the news. It was another shocking exit, as Lambert, who was beginning to overcome his paralyzing case of stage fright, got the bad news. The men gave each other several deep hugs, and Lambert lamented how nervous he was during his run. “There’s a lot of things America hasn’t seen me do yet,” he said. “And a lot of things I know I’m capable of. … I wish I could have just broken out of my shell.” Magnus was brought to tears, and Bowersox mouthed along as Lambert tried his best to keep his emotions in check during one more run through Ray LaMontagne’s “Trouble,” earning a group hug from the male top six at song’s end. The final pairing featured teen Katie Stevens and Lilly Scott awaiting their fate. Stevens, who was tagged as a potential winner of the whole thing early on, stumbled in the live rounds, unable to find a performance personality and repeatedly getting feedback from the judges that she came off as much older than 17 and needed to get more experience under her belt. But, despite another poorly received performance on Tuesday, this time of Kelly Clarkson’s “Breakaway,” America gave her the nod over Scott, a unique performer who won the judges over with her offbeat style, musical chops and a solid cover of Patsy Cline’s “I Fall to Pieces.” Scott looked dumbfounded at the news and genuinely bummed. “I thought I did really well, I thought I was appealing to a lot of people,” she said, shaking her head while Stevens wiped away tears of joy. “I put my heart into every performance. I really gave it my all every time. … I don’t know what America wants to hear.” Without her mandolin, Scott sang another solid rendition of the 50-year-old country classic, singing it even more powerfully than she did earlier in the week, perhaps leaving the audience with a sense of an opportunity missed. The show opened with one of the blandest group lip-synch numbers in recent memory, a vanilla waltz through Michael Bubl
Katie Stevens and Paige Miles appear to be headed home. By Eric Ditzian, with additional reporting by Gil Kaufman Crystal Bowersox on “American Idol” on Tuesday Photo: Frank Micelotta/ Getty Images The first grade in this week’s “American Idol” women’s report card goes to the producers for lopping 60 minutes off the show’s running time. A+ programming move, folks. The two-hour, filler-heavy live episodes we’ve seen in recent weeks will not be missed, even if the leaner, meaner show still managed to kick off with a painfully corny, too long bit involving the openly gay Ellen DeGeneres cuddling in the lap of the painfully heterosexual, recently engaged Simon Cowell as some sort of bid to convince us that the two talent adjudicators are BFFs. Now about those contestants . A few will not be missed either next week, based on their subpar performances on Tuesday night. Others, meanwhile, continued to impress and had us thinking this season is not nearly as dull as we once feared. Who surprised us, who disappointed us and who’s in danger of going home? Let’s take a look at the top 12 women’s report card. (And don’t miss Jim Cantiello’s recap of their performances in the MTV Newsroom .) Excellent Didi Benami : Picking up the guitar for the first time since the Hollywood rounds, Benami wins the comeback-kid award for her acoustic folk take on Fleetwood Mac’s “Rhiannon.” Her confident strumming and doleful camera stares made the judges fall in love with her again, with Cowell declaring that she’d had her first “wow” moment of the season. Crystal Bowersox : After last week’s health scare, this season’s one to beat did it again, effortlessly killing it with a bluesy shuffle through Tracy Chapman’s “Give Me One Reason.” Though not as revelatory as last week’s Creedence Clearwater Revival cover , Bowersox’s confidence and chops inspired Cowell to absolutely guarantee she’d be in the top 12 next week. Good Lilly Scott : Performing in the prime final spot, Scott strummed an electric mandolin for Patsy Cline’s classic “I Fall to Pieces.” Kara loved how she made a 50-year-old song sound contemporary, and Cowell praised her unique personality and oddball delivery but wasn’t sure it was enough to get her through to the next round. Scott won’t hoist the trophy in May, but we beg to differ with Cowell: She will live to sing again next week, at least. Siobhan Magnus : This season’s resident quirky girl paid homage to her dad with the Animals’ “House of the Rising Sun.” In place of last week’s soul-wail-heard-round-the-world, she kicked the retro tune off with a strong a cappella section and turned in a solid, if unexceptional, performance that should get her into the top 12 as well. DeGeneres said she was captivated and called the rendition spectacular. The glassblower’s apprentice may have kept it in check this week, but make no mistake: She can wail. Lacey Brown : She’d had very little success mixing it up with Fleetwood Mac and Sixpence None the Richer up until now, so Texas’ Brown decided to chuck it all and just do what comes naturally, crooning countryish ballads. From her rooster-like hair to the animal-print cardigan, it was all a bit Beauty School Dropout, but Brown did just enough with Brandi Carlile’s “The Story” to impress most of the panel, with Simon giving her props for knowing how to seduce the camera. She’ll keep on keepin’ on, but just giving good camera face won’t get her that far. Satisfactory Katelyn Epperly : She wanted to up the energy, but with a disco-lite stumble through Carole King’s “I Feel the Earth Move,” all Epperly did was likely make voters second-guess their opinions after two strong weeks. Kara went so far as to say she didn’t think Kate had her game face on and was just going through the motions, while just about all Randy Jackson and Simon could compliment was her gorgeous head of blonde curls. She’s probably safe for another week, but just barely. Unsatisfactory Katie Stevens : We’ve hammered her for many things in the past, but never before for being pitchy. A new week, a new critique. After repeated criticism for picking songs that made her sound older than a 17-year-old high-schooler, Stevens smartly went with Kelly Clarkson’s “Breakaway” … but it still didn’t measure up. Her Benjamin Button-like qualities just make her incapable of communicating any sense of youthful energy. Jackson said the song was too big for her voice, while Cowell called it gloomy, complaining that she too didn’t know what kind of artist she wants to be. You could see it in her eyes: She knows she’s going home. Voters will likely agree. Paige Miles : One of the most epic fails in “Idol” history. Miles, who despite scant screen time before the semi-finals has been tagged by the judges as having one of the best voices in the competition, butchered one of Michael Jackson’s favorite songs, “Smile,” turning it from inspiring to just plain sad and heavy in Ellen’s eyes. Cowell said it was like a Holiday Inn lounge-worthy effort and effectively signed her ticket home. Miles broke down and said she couldn’t keep her emotions in check during the performance, perhaps a precursor to Thursday night’s tears. What did you think of the women’s performances? Who killed it? Who blew it? Who is definitely making it to the top 12? Let us know by leaving your comments below. Related Videos ‘American Idol’ In 60 Seconds Related Photos ‘American Idol’ Season Nine Performances
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Paige Miles and Katie Stevens, however, might not have done enough to make the top 12. By Gil Kaufman Didi Benami Photo: Fox With last week’s medical drama behind them, the top eight ladies took the “American Idol” stage Tuesday night (March 9) in the final performance before this year’s top 12 is chosen. In what is becoming an Adam Lambert-like bit of d
Link: http://rss.cnn.com/~r/rss/cnn_topstor… The 8.8 earthquake that hit Chile may have shortened a day on earth by 1.26 microseconds. All the moving rock and mass and stuff actually shifted the Earth's axis by 3 inches, which then affects how quickly the Earth rotates. FYI: we also lost 6.8 microseconds in the 2004 earthquake/tsunami combo. End days. Read
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Well, America’s favorite shining whirligig finally got to whirling and gigging last night. Though for a big “Here are your choices, America!” debut, it certainly wasn’t very graceful, was it? Actually, it was kinda downright urgly. First let’s talk about the thing that all of America cared about six months ago and now no one remembers, because everyone is so tired of the noise, all the noise in the world, that they chose to forget it: L’Ellen DeGeneres is judging the show! And last night was her first live episode. Was she hilarious? A terrible disaster? No. She was earnest and boring. She was nice like Paula, but without the drunken fishmouth flopping. And she said words that don’t really mean anything, like Randy except without all the guttural hooting and raping of Princess Toadstool. Guys, maybe I missed it, but she didn’t even dance . Isn’t that what L’Ellen is famous for at this point? Dancing like a Southern white gay lady in her 50s? I’m pretty sure that’s what she is famous for these days. Look, I love her and often find her funny, but she’s been on autopilot with that talk show for years and now her Idol debut was like waking up and seeing that it’s a sunny day in March and so you go outside and, aw nuts, it’s just a little bit colder than you thought it was and you actually do need a coat and it’s still pretty much winter. Boo to that. Sad things happen to sad people. And American Idol viewers are, one hundred undoubtable percentage points, sad people. Moving on! There was a great boom and a crackling sound and a fissure opened in the skies and out of it skittered twelve women-creatures, all wriggingly writhing things with snakes for hair and ugly big gems for eyes. There were short ones, tall ones, ones with mossy brown teeth, ones with mouths that yawed open to the size of the pit of Tartarus, ones that shrieked and caterwauled and turned our ears into mushy blood orange pulps, a cluster of dead nerves like a coral reef ruined by divers. What I’m trying to say is that they were kinda bad. I mean weren’t they? I was all keyed up from Lost and dying to move onto the Olympics, so I already had hate in my heart for having to watch the show at all, but I think even if I was objective, they woulda been bad. And WTF was with this show being two hours? Twelve people sang songs that were a minute long. That’s twelve minutes of singing, on a TWO HOUR show that is supposed to be about singing. I know that ” American Idol doesn’t respect our time!” is the oldest groan in the book, but it’s just still so fundamentally, brain-hurtingly true. Thank goodness for DVR. I sincerely have no idea how anyone could possibly watch this show without that magic technology. OK, enough of a preamble. Let’s cut into this roast beast. The Good Crystal Bowersox is good. I mean, she is a good singer and looks proper with a guitar. But fuck man. Nothing else about her is terribly likable. Her robust voice kind of sidewinded into prickly pear Joanna Newsom territory last night, which is fine for Club Passim, but not for American Stinkbag: A New Musical . On American Stinkbag: A New Musical most folks are looking for big bellowing notes and blinding white teef. And Boomerslacks has neither of those things. I wish she was just quietly making a quiet name for herself in some city, like Austin or something, instead of peddling her wares on Ryan Tinklywinkly’s Dream Machine . Though, I suppose the indie club scene wouldn’t really pay for that kid she’s got. Something I diiiid loooove about her was when Simon was all “That wasn’t original,” and she said “But we’re not allowed to do original stuff on this show.” Boom shakalaka, Simon. Boom, and then later, shakalaka. Although, his reply that she could do some completely rando song, Dave Bowie or something, and make it original sent that shakalaka boomeranging back to ol’ Blunderbloomers up there on stage. Who else? Oh, you know. Didi Bel Ami or whatever her name is did a fine impersonation of the lady that sings that song that goes “The wayyy that Iiiii love youuuu” and is about Rogaine or something. Is that Duffy? Oh, no. Google tells me that it’s someone called Ingrid Michaelson. Well, hi Ingrid. You’ve now been imitated on American Idol by someone named Didi Idi Amin. Katelyn Epperly, who skated a beautiful dance on Monday, was surprisingly not shitty! I thought she’d be one of those pretty randos who stinks butts but lingers on because she has honey-blond good looks that all the straight dudes who are forced to watch the show like, nudging their girlfriends or wives or daughters to vote for her. “Yeah, uh, who’s that one with the curly hair? Yeah, she wasn’t bad. You should give her a vote. Yeah. Her.” OR SOMETHING. I have no idea how anyone could watch American Fartpants: A Songbook and find it sexy. It is the least sexy show since Picket Fences , and that was a profoundly unsexy show. The Bad Everyone else! I wish I was kidding. Everyone else biffed it hard. Michele Delamor? More like Dela snore , amirite? That old witch lady with the gray hair that’s cousins with Will -‘o-the-Wisp? I liked her in the Hollywood Week episodes, but not last night. The interchangable Siobhan/Lacey contingent? I just fell asleep writing that sentence. You know what was annoying? When Siolacey tried to create A Moment by singing Chris Isaak. No, chille. Just no, honeypot. Pretty blonde girl number two Janell Wheeler wasn’t awful , but can you picture anyone having the following dialogue: “Hey are you going to the big Janell Wheeler rock concert down at the music arena?” “Oh I wish, but that concert has been sold out for weeks!” “Rats.” “Phooey.” No. You can’t. Because no one ever would or will. No one is going to that Janell Wheeler rock concert, even if it’s down at the riverfront bandshell on a breezy summer night and you’ve got Lonnie Dinkins, the cutest boy at Washington High, on your arm. It’s just not happening. Ashley Rodriguez? I can’t even talk to you. I’m so disappointed. Boring as sin, and just not even that good in a technical sense. Sigh. Paige Miles? I don’t even know who you are. They Want This Girl To Win I Think Katie Stevens. Girl can blow, to use Randyian parlance. But she’s not that cute and she seems a bit smarmy, doesn’t she? Like some producer pulled her aside as said “It’s you, kid.” I know everyone’s all into the teen phenoms these past few millennia, but I just don’t see it with this Stevens child. Plus: she’s from Connecticut. And, as I learned yesterday while reading about American Hamburg: How My Grandfather Says ‘Hamburger’ , no one from the Northeast has made it to the finals since your wife Justin Guarini made it there on the first year. People from up here just don’t vote with the same kind of state pride. Jasmine Trias? All of Hawaii put down their birth certificate forging machines and voted for her over and over and over again. They set up call centers. People in Meriden are not going to set up call centers. Anyway. Please Kill It Can we talk for a second about Haeley Vaughn? In your years on this Earth, have you ever encountered something as irritating as the thing that is Haeley Vaughn? I really can’t stand that thing. It is so manufacturedly cheery and bright and American and ohhhh god, Taylor Swift is slowly going to ruin teenagers, isn’t she? I really profoundly dislike this Haeley Vaughn thing. Its mouth opens sooooo big that I worry it is trying to eat me through the HD television. It also can’t even sing that well. It just sort of warbles and yodels and figures that if it works for Swift, it’ll work for it. I don’t know where it came from (what’s that? Fort Collins? of course) but I would like it taken away now please. Waiter, there’s a Snork in my variety show. I’m not sure I have anything else to say to you today about American Flapjacks: Music’s Last Stand . I’m sorely disappointed by the ladies this year and just don’t know if they can do anything to make it up to me. And the gents? Ohh fuck the gents. There’s no Adam Lambert this year or beautiful Krissy Allen. There’s just a bunch of Chikezies and one prettier Sanjaya . Oh and Greg Brady is going to be gracing us with his Johnny Bravo musical stylings. So. Aren’t you excited for that? OK. Sleep tight. Don’t let the Haeley Vaughns bite. Ohadflafjds;afdfd. I’m so scared of it and hate it.
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We were too busy dreaming about Bodie Miller’s backside to bother watching Kell on Earth last night. Thankfully fictional freelancer Betsey Morgenstern was working there this fall during the filming. We have a feeling she has some stories to share. Double Agent Provacateur by Betsey Morgenstern After getting busy in a Burger King Uniqlo Bathroom last week, things have been progressing nicely between me and Tim, the Irish intern. He’s been coming over to my apartment and brouging into my ear just about every night as we cuddle and coo underneath the covers. He says that he’s not looking for a girlfriend and doesn’t want anything exclusive. I think that’s bullshit. I should be able to sleep with other men, but if he wants to keep riding on the Betsey train, this has got to be the only caboose he’s grabbing. One night during fashion week, we were all working late and Big Stephanie, the one who can’t find her asshole with both hands, a flashlight, and a Google map with a big red circle painted squarely on her pucker, asked if Tim would walk her home because she is scared of the homeless man that asks for money outside the apartment her parents rent for her in the West Village. Doesn’t she know that Tim is my man? How dare she try to take him from me! For this, she shall die. The easy thing about ruining Big Stephanie’s career is that she makes it especially easy. Not only is she whiny and incompetent, but she is also infernally stupid and disorganized, so even a lowly intern like myself can throw her world into a tizzy. Here is how I did it. First, when she was printing out labels for the invitations for the Nicolas Achoo show, I hacked into her computer and had it print out the labels four times. She never even bothered to check the names, and had the interns make up four complete sets of invitations! Ha. Then she told us to get the stamps and mail them, and I took most of the postage and stashed it in my bag. Then she only had 120 stamps and about 8 jillion invites to send out. Really, she only had 2 jillion times four, but it took Big Stephanie’s little brain a while to figure that out. She was so befuddled by the multiple labels and lack of stamps that she stomped around, eyes welled up, screaming about how disorganized everything was. Why not just put a plan into effect and execute it, BS? It is that hard? Finally, after getting chewed out by Emily and annoying everyone in the office, Kelly stepped in and had to take over the whole affair. Doesn’t she have better things to do, like tracking down the long-lost dog that her former maid’s sister gave away to the shelter in Staten Island? I heard that it’s being held for ransom by the lesbian neighbors that hate Kelly. If the invitation debacle wasn’t enough to get Big Stephanie forever away from my boyfriend Tim, the next step in my plan was to ruin the press release she prepared for the Nicolas Achoo show. I went in and added a h into Nicolas, but only one. If I spelled them all wrong then the press would just think that’s how his name is spelled, but if you spell it two different ways, they won’t know which way is correct and then they’ll call the PR girl whose name is on the release and get all bitchy asking her which way it should be spelled. Fucking reporters. Too bad Emily noticed it before it went out and made her change it. She apologized over and over again, but she didn’t even defend herself and say that something must have happened. She just admitted that she had no idea how to spell his name and tried to make it seem like it was no big deal, oh, Stephanie. When it finally comes to the day of the Nicolas Achoo show, everything is going well and Kelly is hitting on all the 19 year-old male models and is in this weird cougar zone where she wants to be both their mother and their lover at the same time. Gross. But none of the models are nearly as cute as Achoo, who is like some grand poobah of menswear. Kelly thinks that his clothes are genius but not wearable. I have no clue what she is talking about. Who doesn’t want to wear a complete body sock with a mask and a tuxedo over it? I have to work the door of the show, and before it all starts, I corner Nicolas and ask him what he thinks I would look like in one of his spandex outfits. “Sorry, but they’re for men.” “Nicolas, don’t you think my bodacious bottom would look great covered in tight fabric?” “I’m sure it would, but these are for men.” “Wouldn’t you like to unzip me from your creation and caress your hands all over my smooth skin.” “Sorry, but I am for the men as well.” What an asshole. And to think I worked so hard to fuck up the invitations to his show and this is the thanks I get. The press starts arriving and I’m trying to think up ways to get my revenge. As he’s talking to the women from Women’s Wear Daily . He starts to give her all this attitude when she doesn’t understand his vision. This is one of those situations where I don’t have to do anything, but watch him self-destruct. He gives GQ the stink eye when they laugh at his clothes, and he give sass to the women from Esquire because she thinks he is too avante-garde for the magazine. The only press people that like him are the Japanese because, well, they are into really fucked up shit like that. He’s not happy with the press he got for the show at all, and calls up Emily the next day to bitch her out. All she wants is his check, which he won’t fork over because he says People’s Revolution didn’t do their job. I was hoping that Emily would fire Big Stephanie over this, but instead everyone gets made at Nicolas Achoo because he won’t pay. Damn it, I’m going to have to mess with her again, and Kelly is going to take him to court. This thing is a huge mess. Maybe I can mess up Stephanie with the Agent Saboteur fashion show. Again it’s a problem with the invitations. This time I didn’t even do anything, Stephanie just fucked it up all on her own, and Emily yelled at her again. She was so mad that she bitched to her sister about it for like an hour while wondering around the streets of Manhattan trying to pick up tricks. She didn’t get a job, and stupid Stephanie still does. I’m going to get her yet. The show itself went fine after they solidified a venue. There was this really mean British bitch who worked for Agent Saboteur, and she kept ordering candles and birdcages like she had some kind of fetish for them. She was really driving everyone insane trying to get everything perfect in the lobby of the SoHo Grand Hotel, but Kelly was all like “Please, bitch, you ain’t got no money.” I don’t know why she was so worried about how the space looked because every girl who walked down the runway had an atomic wedgie, but apparently that was OK. At the end of the day, everyone was very pleased with the show. We know that it’s not going to last long, and I’m going to have to exploit it to get Stephanie fired. And when Tim, who I can’t understand, but is oh so pretty, lies his little head on my bosom at night, that is what I dream of while I stroke his hair. You will pay, Stephanie. You will pay.
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Director Paul Haggis and producer RedOne give a preview of the Haiti benefit single and video. By Jocelyn Vena Wyclef Jean, Kanye West and Jennifer Hudson perform at the “We Are The World 25 Years for Haiti” Photo: Kevin Mazur/ WireImage “We Are the World — 25 for Haiti” is set to premiere on Friday night (February 12) at 7:30 p.m. ET, during the opening ceremony of the Olympics in Vancouver. The song features appearances by a number of artists including Janet Jackson, Justin Bieber, Jordin Sparks, Kanye West, Lil Wayne and Pink — along with some newly added artists who won’t be revealed until the remake airs. But while we wait for the debut of the Haiti benefit, organized by Lionel Richie and Quincy Jones, we have a preview from the people behind the song. “I just keep the class of the original one,” producer Wyclef Jean also said he added a “Haitian influence” to the song. The video’s director, Paul Haggis , also spoke to MTV News about his involvement in the project and admitted he “embraced the chaos” of shooting everyone from Celine Dion to Kanye West, most of whom recorded the track on February 1 in Los Angeles. “You hear these stories about people checking their egos at the door, and it really is true,” the “Crash” director explained. “They came and stood forever and were glorified extras a lot of the time. They just stood in the corner and waved.” Even in a room full of stars, the participants put the cause, helping raise money for Haiti’s earthquake recovery, above all else. “It was hot and it was crowded,” Haggis said, but as a director, he was almost disappointed by how well everyone got along. “When there’s chaos, there’s friction. Where there’s fiction, there’s drama, and I knew I’d have fun things to shoot. Unfortunately, there wasn’t as much drama as I expected. People really got along very well.” The video was shot in 3-D , and green-screen technology will eventually allow viewers at home to place themselves in the chorus. “You would think we have a full-blown motion picture going in there,” Richie marveled at a press conference earlier this month. “We have 3-D cameras, we have Technicolor cameras, we have every imaginable form of technology. You can put yourself into the ‘We Are the World’ family from the computer.” The other “We Are the World” artists include Miley Cyrus, Wyclef Jean, Jamie Foxx, Josh Groban, Keri Hilson, Zac Brown Band, Akon, Brandy, Melanie Fiona, Mya, Musiq Soulchild, Katharine McPhee, Trey Songz, Faith Evans, Joel and Benji Madden, members of Sugarland, Jennifer Hudson, Jason Mraz, India.Arie, Mary Mary, Tyrese Gibson, Raphael Saadiq, Rob Thomas, Usher, the Fray’s Isaac Slade, pianist Ethan Bortnick, Enrique Iglesias, Robin Thicke, Jamie Foxx, Maroon 5’s Adam Levine, the Jonas Brothers, Nicole Scherzinger, Julianne Hough, Barbra Streisand, Carlos Santana, Natalie Cole, BeBe Winans, Orianthi, Heart’s Ann and Nancy Wilson, Freda Payne, Harry Connick Jr., Earth, Wind & Fire, the Beach Boys’ Brian Wilson and Al Jardine, Tony Bennett, composer A.R. Rahman, “American Idol” judge Randy Jackson, Patti Austin and Gladys Knight. Actors Jeff Bridges, Vince Vaughn and Jimmy Jean-Louis were there, as well as some “WATW” offspring: Nicole Richie (Lionel’s daughter), “Parks and Recreation” star Rashida Jones (Quincy’s daughter) and the members of 3T (the sons of Tito Jackson), Taj, Taryll and TJ Jackson. All proceeds from “We Are the World” singles and video sales will go to the newly formed charity We Are the World Foundation LLC and will then be distributed to Haiti relief efforts. Related Videos Behind The Scenes Of ‘We Are The World’ Related Artists Wyclef Jean Kanye West Jennifer Hudson
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